Bethany Beach, Summer 1993
This was my first summer in the US. My host family brought me along to their shore house in Bethany Beach, Delaware. It was a beautiful summer home with four bedrooms and two baths on the main floor, while the upper floor was set up into two ocean facing porches, and a large living/kitchen area between them.
The first evening, I noticed a very cute family in the house next to us, sitting on a similar screened porch. I asked my hosts if they knew those people, and they answered no. That house was often put up for rent, they said, and various families and groups would come in every week or so. This family consisted of a young-ish couple and two toddlers. I noticed the father, manly and handsome, about 10-15 years older then me, maybe 35-36, about 5'9", dirty blond hair and beard, slight beer-gut, great arms, wide shoulders and back, hairy muscular chest, and nice muscular hairy legs. Obviously a former college jock, always with a baseball cap on. I feel a little inadequate, as I am very lean and not muscular. I am also taller, almost 6'.
After their family dinner, they go in, he comes back out alone with a beer, and sits in the evening sun. I am sitting on our porch. Our glances meet a few times, he nods. Eventually he goes in, smiles and waves a rather timid goodbye.
The next day, both my little group and he and his family are on the beach. He is very playful and athletic with the kids. My mind starts fantasizing a little bit, however there is no sign that this former college jock has any inclination towards other guys. To me, and anybody else watching this is a very functional, happy family, enjoying their time on vacation. He is very nice to other people, chatting away. He comes over to us to ask if we wanted anything from the nearby cantina, as he was getting his kids a snack. I hear him say to his wife that we must be European as we all had foreign accents. He is right.
Dinner time that evening: they are just getting back from the beach. They walk by our porch, he waves, and in the next half hour they are on their own porch eating. He looks over a few times and smiles and waves to all of us. We wave back.
At around 10pm I can see him in his living room watching TV, shirtless, beer in hand. I go out on my porch to wait and see if he would come out and give me any more waves and smiles. Almost as if he knew, he comes out dressed in shorts, flip-flops, a light wind jacket, and of course, a baseball cap. He looks over, waves and smiles, and points his head to the beach. He grabs a beach towel, descends the stairs, and starts walking down the beach path. I go inside and tell my hosts I would go for a little walk.
10:15pm: I walk to the beach...he meets me by the bench:
-Heywass'upI'mJosh (extends hand in a very intimidatingly masculine way)
-Hey, I am George (hand shake)
-Come sit over here, George. (we sit) So, what's your deal, you've been checking me out for a couple of days now...?
-I was enjoying looking at you and your cute family...
-Good, I like that you enjoy looking at me (puts hand on my leg)
-That's pretty forward...you like guys?
-I like you... Let's go over to the brush...(stands up, has a slight hard on). Over here (puts towel down, sits and points at me to sit. I do.)
-What do you wanna do? (stupid question on my part, I know...)
-We'll see. Rub my back. (takes the wind jacket off and is naked underneath)
He gets on his stomach. I rub his back, which is nice, muscular, and has a few hairs on it. He has hair also above his ass, and I touch and run my fingers through it. I slide my hand into his shorts and massage his ass. He likes this. He turns around, and my hand is now in his crotch. He takes it and puts it on his still growing dick. He asks me to touch it. I do, first with one, then two hands. He tugs on my shirt, and I understand that I am to take it off. I do. He moans and asks me to play with his dick some more. I ask what else he likes, and he says not to hurry, we'd get there...I keep caressing his dick, balls and ass, he moans and grunts...and eventually:
-You suck dick right? Go at it, ok?
He pushes my head to his crotch, and leaves his hand on top of my head. I go down and slowly start swallowing his dick. It's not very long, but it is nice and thick and veiny. I am about half way down his shaft, and he encourages me both with the pressure of his hand and his voice to go down deeper. He keeps asking me to swallow more of it, and eventually, he puts two fingers of the other hand on the base of his dick, into his pubic hair, and says:
-Down here George, get your lips all the way down to my fingers.
I do, then gag a little. He chuckles:
-That's good, it won't hurt you. Keep at it.
Occasionally I let it out to get some more air.
-Keep doing it, and also lick my balls and rim my ass some. You're a good bottom, can't wait to fuck you.
I am a little shocked, but happy to oblige. I am switching between sucking his dick, licking his balls, and rimming his ass, as it gives me time to relax my lips and throat. He obviously likes it, moans, his eyes are closed, he caresses my head and forehead and occasionally gently rubs or slaps my back, lower back and ass. This goes on forever...it is very nice for both of us. Suddenly:
-You do this great. You want me to fuck you right? Will you enjoy it?
-Yes, I love it. Your dick looks great, it's very...beautiful. (I know, stupid again)
-Can you come from getting fucked? Or how do you wanna come?
-Sure I can, but I have nothing with me...
-I brought a rubber, but have no lube, so I will fuck you slowly, OK?
-OK, let's try it, if it hurts I will tell you.
-Hmm, well, once I am pounding you, I ain't stopping.
-I see, that's how it is. (that's me trying to joke)
-Sure is. I am a nice guy, but when I am fucking, I pound til I get off. It always hurts a little, you bottoms know that. You can't ask a horny guy to stop fucking...So, how do you wanna take it?
-Anyway you like it best, you're obviously the top here.
-Good thing you noticed. Roll over on your belly.
I hear him grab his shorts and pull out a condom, open it up and put it on, talking to himself all the way through it:
-Here we go, we're almost ready. OK, relax now, I am going in. Lift up a little, we don't wanna shove any sand up your ass.
-Don't you wanna open me up with our fingers first?
-Nah, fingers aren't for fucking. Dick is for fucking. You'll be fine.
He lifts my ass, tells me to keep it up, and opens my but cheeks. I feel the tip of his dick touch my hole. He rubs it around a little and moans. I am quiet in expectation of the entry. He tries a couple of times, but is pushing at a wrong place. I chuckle awkwardly and reach down with my hand and direct his tool to my opening. He mumbles contently, and pushes in. The condom is dry, and it hurts. I ask him to use some spit, and he does. He tells me to relax, pushes in again, and I let out a little painful cry as he goes through my sphincter muscle. He pushes me down on the towel, and gets on top of me. The feeling of his hairy chest pressuring my back is reassuring and nice. I feel him deeper inside and the feeling is awesome. I groan and grunt in pleasure with each thrust.
-Glad you like it George, but we gotta be quiet. Here, suck on this, other bottoms have liked this...I am gonna go all in now.
He is now completely in me and over me, with his arm around my neck. He plugs my mouth with his thumb. Now I have his dick in my ass and his thumb in my throat and this feels good. I can only moan very quietly. He fucks me slowly for a long time, and eventually I feel open and free and that he can stay in there forever. Then he picks up the pace, and starts humping me harder. By his sounds I can tell he likes this better, and that he has been giving me time to get really well used to his dick. His dick grows inside me, it feels like it gets thicker. Now he is ready to get more pleasure out of me for himself, and starts pumping hard and fast. It's getting hot and heavy, and I can hear it from things that he says, first whispering, then louder:
-Oh yeah, baby! Fuck yeah! Nice tight ass! Hold on, it's gonna be a while!
Then, he lifts me up a little, and I use the chance to grab a hold of my own dick and stroke it. The combination of his dick pumping my ass, his thumb in my mouth, and my own dick stroking gets me to climax into the towel pretty soon. He is happy with this and says:
-Good baby, did you have a nice one? Now relax even more. I gotta fuck for a while.
He fucks and grunts, and fucks and grunts. We go back and forth from me being all the way down with him on top, and him lifting me up on all four. He asks if I am tired, but I shake my head no. He changes pace from fast to slow to fast again, obviously trying to prolong the session. Time goes by. My ass is so wide open at this point, I have climaxed and am now enjoying the heaviness of his body on top of me, his vigorous moves, his noises and bad language, his body slapping against me and the sweat making wet sounds between us...at one point he starts going fast again, and I feel his dick hardening even more. The pace gets pretty wild, then suddenly stops as he cries out:
-Jesus! Here we go, I am busting my nut...argh, yeah, fuck, yeah...fuck, argh, yeah...
He keeps thrusting really hard and slow, the condom is filling up, then suddenly he pulls out of my ass, gets on his knees, rips the condom off, keeps rubbing his dick wildly, and shoots all over me. It feels hot and sticky on my back, just awesome...he is still very loud, and does not care. Finally he plops back on top of me, breathing heavily, and eventually calms down...
-So, you like morning walks on the beach? I wanna fuck you again around 5am, what do you say? A hard sunrise fuck? While we're both around, we'd better organize a frequent fuck schedule. Now lick my dick clean.
I smile ear to ear, think briefly what my ass will feel like at the end of this weekend, and know I will be at the same spot with my butt in the air at 5am.